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{mars 2, 2008}   Fag end – Labo

We’re walkin’ round, just walkin¹ round in sleazy town.
You’re doin’ your best, you’re doin’ your best, you’re double faced.
Honest lies, honests lie then cash for all.
D’you feel this power? D’you feel my fag end in your mouth?
Stunnin’ omadhaun flushing me out, royal query, there’s nothin’ out this place,
Despite this smashing crowd, felony safe, you’ll join your mother, there’s nothin¹ out this place.
You’re better on your own, I wanna sever, so let me hover. Countdown don’t you wait 



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